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Sex Pollen Pre Relationship
Poe Dies Pre Relationship
Nightmare Early Relationship
Hogwarts AU Pre Relationship
Poe Almost Dies Pre Relationship
MoM AU First Night
Slightly Older Hogwarts AU
Post-TLJ
Bodyguard and Prince AU; overflow
Massage Pre Relationship
Oblivious Poe AU
Cyborg Poe AU
MoM AU Sex Pollen
FO Infiltration Sex Ring
TFLN
Soulmate Tattoo AU
Finn Marries Someone Else AU
Evil Finn AU; overflow: 1, 2
MoM AU Poe 10 Yrs Older
Vamp/Were AU
Missing for a Year/Telepathy AU
MoM AU Poe 'canon' updated
Dark Possessive AU
Married on Yavin AU
MoM AU Sexy Outfits
MoM AU Subway Sex
MoM AU with Melodies!Finn; overflow
MoM AU Photo-Op Kiss
Nearly Old Men AU
MoM AU Rule 63
Online Dating AU
MoM AU Poe Lost His In-Game Memories; overflow
Trans Poe AU
College Roommate AU
TIE Pilot/Prostitute AU
MoM AU Finn Returns from Port-Out
MoM AU Manipulative Masturbation Machine
Canon AU Manipulative Masturbation Machine
Shape Shifter AU; timeskip
FO Sexual Torture AU
MoM AU Finn Has a Boyfriend
Hades AU Finn Left Alone
MoM AU Apocalypse
MoM AU Poe Died in Canon
Canon AU Handjob in a Hospital (inspiration)
MoM AU Another Apocalypse
WWI Pen-Pal/Love Letters AU
Institutionalized Prostitution AU
MoM AU Body Swap
Post-TROS Victory Party

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He didn't smile, despite how cute that reaction was, because he hadn't been lying. Trying to hold himself back was miserable and driving him crazy. The tone gave him some hope, though.

"Yeah. If that wasn't already made painfully obvious. And there's no point to try to hide it anymore, so--" He didn't flinch, but his words did halt as the device took the blood sample from his neck.

"So if that's something you want to do, too, you'd better tell me."

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Finn didn't answer, because he did, he desperately wanted things to resolve themselves in that general direction. At the same time, he couldn't believe anything Poe was saying right now. It sounded a lot like how he talked back there and, well, what if it was all a lie? What if this whole station existed to screw over his feelings about Poe Dameron? That'd be grand.

So he stared at the diagnostic tool with bated breath as the results started pouring. Aaaannnd- He actually gasped. "You're okay! It's not even-" It's fine! There's nothing! He-! Poe-!

Finn looked up from the device and gave Poe a hard stare, debating his options, before putting it aside. He cupped Poe's face and kissed him. It wasn't desperate and hungry like the ones before, but maybe sweet? Really, he just wanted to reassure to himself that this was happening, his feelings were okay to have, and they were going to be all right.

The lack of answer was a bit worrying, especially with how intensely Finn was staring at the device. Poe was starting to think he'd made a terrible miscalculation, and then Finn was staring at him.

"Look, it's totally okay if you --" he was starting to say, when Finn cut him off with a kiss, surprisingly tender. Not like whatever had happened to them on the station. It was gentle, and it made his heart thump almost painfully in his chest as he returned it, lips parting in almost a sigh against Finn's.

He'd never felt this relieved.

He settled his hands around Finn's hips, tilting his head up into the kiss as he tried to deepen it. But the angle was not easy to keep and after a second he pulled back, looking a little flushed. "I, uh- would have preferred a better way to tell you, but--"

When Poe pulled away, Finn took the time to collect himself and try to sort this out all over again. He'd apparently assumed wrong. Right?

He did not want to assume again. "You meant all that, right? What you said back there with the-" He waved his hand, not too willing to put a word to it right now. "Did you mean it?"

"Yeah." He offered a warm, relieved smile. "Well pretty much all of it. Pretty sure I would normally have begged for a break somewhere in there, but."

He paused, shifting so he could stand up, sliding his own hands to cup Finn's jaw.

"Yeah. I've been in love with you for a while. Though I really didn't think it was mutual until, ah--" Until we were fucking each other's brains out? -- "Until today, so--"

A break... Finn couldn't help the laugh bubble up from his chest, and a hand met his face as the giggles spilled out and Poe stood up.

He looked at him again with the touch, the confession, and Finn's smile was wide. "It's mutual," he replied. Poe Dameron loved him. Poe Dameron was in love with him. What the hell? "I love you." It felt good to say without being out of his mind, grin just growing wider.

Judging by the grin spreading over Poe's lips, it probably felt just as good to hear, and he was still grinning when he leaned forward and took another kiss - still tender, but maybe with a little more fire in it that the last.

"I love you too," he mumbled against his lips before stealing another kiss, deep and long.

Finn happily kissed him back, but it was admittedly hard to do through his gigantic smile. He laughed into the kiss, hands going around to Poe's back to pull him close. At least he tried to kiss him back just as deep, still sweet but maybe a little less gentle.

But maybe they should stop before they got ahead of themselves and really ended up sore. Not that Finn was putting the brakes on, though.

"Ow-- watch the hips--" Poe said, but he was laughing into Finn's lips. "Do you know how many bruises I have? I don't. I can't count that high."

Which would probably sound more like an actual protest if he wasn't pressing closer, sliding his body up against Finn's, feeling the heat radiating off him. He'd thought that the sexual desire was mostly the vines - not all of it, obviously, since it wasn't like he hadn't stroked himself to thoughts of Finn before - but the wanting to go over and over and over was definitely something he wasn't used to.

How long had they been asleep, anyway?

"Look-" he murmured against Finn's lips. "I need to get us into hyperspace. But if you want to - meet me back at your bunk in - say - five minutes--"

"Sorry," Finn laughed. He really was sincerely sorry for hurting Poe, even if the idea of leaving his mark on the other man did things to him, but it certainly didn't sound sincere when said like that.

He'll try again later. Right now, he was too preoccupied with the feeling of Poe's body against his again.

Then there was the offer. "If you think we can go again... I'll be there." Finn wanted to, but he wasn't sure at this point, to be honest. Didn't matter. Just having Poe that close again would be wonderful. He kissed him again with that thought alone, less of a smile and more of a real kiss this time.

Should probably let Poe go... any minute now...

The kiss made his pulse race a little faster, made him feeling like he was melting a little. Force, Finn was good at that. When did he get so good at that?

It took way too long to stop himself from dragging the kiss out, as long and deep as he could, and even longer to force himself to step back.

"I don't know about going again, but - I want at least a few more hours of that before we get back to base---"

He probably had a little practice during the sex marathon they just came from...

"I think we can handle that," he said with a grin, letting Poe go even if he might have trailed a hand down his arm for as long as he could. Finn did make himself back away, though, letting Poe actually go about his business as he started to put the medkit away.

Between doing that and slinking back to his bunk, he wondered what would happen once they were back on base. Reality, most likely. That really awkward debrief, yeah. What about them? They were usually on separate missions, almost always on the go, in the middle of this war. He'd rather think about this later, but with Poe not there as an incredible distraction, his mind began to wonder if they could make it work... Poe said he'd loved him for a long time, though, so-... He hoped this could work.

With a sigh, he fell back into his bunk, that exhaustion coming back to the forefront of his mind. And he was still sore. No, though. He sat up, determined to not doze off without Poe in his arms.

Poe, for his part, was blissfully unaware of any potential difficulties or coming trials. He'd been thing about nothing but, for weeks, and between that and Finn's girls he'd just written it off. Finn loved everyone. Of course everyone loved him.

So for once in their relationship Poe was not at all thinking of anything ahead of approximately an hour from now. Even as he plotted their course - two jumps, just in case - he could still think about barely anything other than the man waiting for him in the stern of the ship. The calculations seemed to take forever, and he was rambling to BB-8 the whole time.

"-- Yeah I know you always said I should tell him but there just wasn't the- No you can't say I told you so! That's not--"

A few minutes later, still grinning, the ship fully in hyperspace, Poe padded his way back to Finn's bunk, the door sliding open quietly.

"Hey."

He really should stop grinning.

Finn felt the jolt of hyperspace from the bunk, an all too familiar sensation at this point no matter how subtle it was. Again, he relaxed, happy to be away from that ship... even if it just gave him the best gift a man could have.

When his door slid open, Finn looked up and smiled. "Hey." He wasn't really sure what else to say, feeling a little awkward and mostly giddy with his arms wrapped around his legs. So he nodded down at his bunk. "Saved you a spot?"

Poe couldn't help it, and he laughed, padding over to the bunk and then sliding onto it with one knee, leaning in close.

"I could have found somewhere to fit in," he teased, but he was already looping an arm around Finn and pulling him down onto the bed. "Kiss me again?"

With another big smile that he was sure would interrupt this kiss, Finn leaned in to brush his lips against Poe's. He couldn't wait long enough to make himself stop smiling. So he just kissed him as thoroughly as he could, pressing their bodies together again in the sweetest embrace he could imagine.

This was nothing like back on the ship with those vines. There was nothing urgent here. He could take his time and explore if he wanted. Right now, he just wanted to be warm and comfortable, so Finn snuggled himself against Poe and kept kissing him for however long or as much as he wanted, keeping his arms wrapped loosely around his waist.

Poe was all too happy to melt right into it. He slid a leg between Finn's, pressing his thigh against the man's groin, but other than that kept all his attention to Finn's mouth. His hand cupped Finn's jaw as he just indulged in long, leisurely, loving kisses - as if determined to find exactly the right kind of hypnotic movement to lull them both into something like pure pleasure.

He should be exhausted - part of him was - but a large part of him was slowly growing excited, more awake than he had been in days. He wanted to be here so badly that he could barely believe it was real. But it was.

He lost track of how long he indulged in those lips before his blood began to stir again, and he slowly began to roll his thigh against Finn as his tongue delved claiming and deep into their kiss.

Finn hummed as Poe's thigh pressed against him but was happy to just keep the pressure there while he explored their kiss. Nothing he'd done before had really felt like this, so slow and warm and loving. It felt important, precious. A part of him wondered if this would go away once they were back on base, once the reality of the galaxy swamped them again, whether they wanted it to or not.

But now wasn't the time to worry about that. In fact, he didn't plan to worry at all. Maybe this was just one moment but that's sort of the way his life went, anyway. He'd keep this close, treasure it, and do his part to make sure it happened again. For now, though-

Poe pulled a groan out of him as he got more adventurous, and Finn still felt tired and sore but more than willing to indulge. This was Poe, after all. Wasn't like he'd say no, even now. They probably wouldn't get far, anyway, but he was willing to go as far as they both could manage.

So Finn kissed him a little harder and started to rut against Poe's thigh, his own legs squeezing his. Even though his heart was pounding in his chest, the motions were slow and steady, a hand brushing against Poe's hair as he cupped his cheek. He sucked on Poe's bottom lip just to see what would happen if he did... or rather, just because he could now.

Finn was hardly the only one tired and sore, but that was partly why Poe felt compelled to continue anyway. As if rebelling against the limits of his own body. Was he probably going to literally pass out on Finn in the next little while? Yes, probably. But at the moment Finn was sucking on his lip and Poe was letting out a low shudder of a moan against his lips.

The slow, aimless grind was perfect - and Poe didn't try to speed it up - though he did slide his tognue against Finn's and deepen the kiss a little more hungrily than he had been. When he was forced to come up for air, he turned his head, pressing warm lips to Finn's jaw.

"I wasn't kidding," he whispered quietly. "Finn, I- almost from the first moment I met you--"

He was enveloped in this moment, grinding against Poe, letting himself drown his kiss. It felt perfect. Poe felt perfect against him like this. Though, he was a little unhappy about Poe's lips traveling away, even if it did still feel amazing. Unconsciously, he moved his to allow Poe a little more room to move.

Finn wasn't urging too hard or trying to press for more or faster, though. What he had right now was wonderful, especially as he let one hand trail down Poe's lean back, gently gliding over his warm skin.

"Never thought you'd be interested," he answered in a breath. "Never thought we'd-" He stopped that train there, not too willing to delve into a territory he didn't need to go in. Poe felt the same. Past regrets didn't matter right now, not in this moment. So he opened his eyes and looked at him with conviction whether Poe was looking back or not. "I love you... I don't know how long. I just-" For awhile. Since they met, he imagined.

It was an intimate, beautiful moment, and yet Poe couldn't help but laugh. Not meanly, though. There was an honest relieved joy in it, contrasting with Finn's conviction.

"Man, I can't believe how wrong I got it... I swear I thought you might have two girlfriends, let alone one. And it ain't like I can compete with a Jedi."

He nuzzled in closer, still keeping Finn's gaze even though he was basically just a blur now.

"Don't think I've ever been happier to have been a complete idiot, though."

A smile spread over Finn's face despite how serious he had been. Poe's joy was infectious. And what was Finn doing being so serious right now, anyway? They should be smiling and laughing more.

When it became clear Poe was talking about Rey and Rose, Finn closed his eyes and laughed a little bashfully. "I do love them," he admitted, "but with you, it's- I've never-" He had no idea how to begin describing it. Poe was his first friend, a legend in his own right, always with a smile and a friendly voice. He cared deeply for his friends, but Poe was an entirely different level. How did he say that?

"You gave me a shot," he finally found. "You cared about me from the start. You called me by a name. I care about them, but you-..." He was getting serious again. Finn smiled and nuzzled back. "You can take a Jedi any day, Dameron."

He felt a warmth spread through him in time with the grin, and leaned in to steal a quick, chaste kiss.

"Careful or you'll make my head so big that I'll challenge her to a race or something." But he was just - well, happy. Sure, there was a lot to worry about, and sure, things were going to get very complicated as soon as they got back to base. But right now? Poe just couldn't care.

He was exactly where he wanted to be.

"Though that makes me the luckiest man in the galaxy, then," he added, but cut off any reply by steal a deep kiss.

Finn could argue that statement easily. No one had better luck than Finn, especially culminating into this. But he decided to tell Poe later.

He moaned into the kiss, reaching around to hold the back of Poe's head and press closer. This was so polar opposite of the thing with the vines but it somehow felt far more intimate, like exposing his heart instead of his flesh. And Poe loved it. All of it.

He pressed his leg against Poe's groin, mimicking what the other had done for him, and rocked gently into him while he tried to deepen the kiss.

Finn was rewarded with a soft moan and a gentle pulse to Poe's groin. Growing just a little harder as he let Finn in, drawing him deeper as his arms wrapped around the man's back, as he slowly started to grind against him once more.

Sure, he was sore, but how long until they had another opportunity like this?

"Finn--" he panted against his mouth, a plea building in it.

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